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Some nights are not as good as others for example I have never loved Thursdays no Thursday is what you want it to be and no Thursday night offers enough rest some nights, maybe Thursdays, I'm awake laying where I'd sleep with eyes closed but mind wide open, wishing to be empty or filled with whatever rest has to offer it I lay lucid, still as sand, wishing gently for your warm hand in my hair, shirt wrapped in me, pressing me into oblivion on a stupid sleepless Thursday night.
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
Thursday Nights
Some nights are not as good as others for example I have never loved Thursdays no Thursday is what you want it to be and no Thursday night offers enough rest some nights, maybe Thursdays, I'm awake laying where I'd sleep with eyes closed but mind wide open, wishing to be empty or filled with whatever rest has to offer it I lay lucid, still as sand, wishing gently for your warm hand in my hair, shirt wrapped in me, pressing me into oblivion on a stupid sleepless Thursday night.
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
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